[Mature Woman's Seductive Training Diary] (Chapter Seven)

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Author: Xiao Qinghe
Published on sis001 on 2015-10-04
First Published: Yes
Chapter Seven: Butterfly Vibrating Whip
The development of Sister Tian's acceptance of being gang-raped in reality has entered the future tense, so
new content regarding the "cyber gang rape" training of Sister Tian can only be written after it has happened.
My SM relationship with Sister Tian started online and has lasted for more than two years now. Of course, I have
trained her a lot and required her to write many training diaries. While waiting
for new content in the current "cyber gang rape" training, I will first select some parts from the many training diaries that I made Sister Tian write in the past, parts that
are easy to publish and that everyone likes to read, and publish them to fill the waiting period. This will also allow everyone to better understand
what kind of mature and seductive Sister Tian is.
Some people may wonder, why do you insist that your seductive write down the training process afterward? The truth
is, Sister Tian likes to do this.
In SM, Sister Tian focuses more on the psychological experience. Afterwards, she writes about the training process as
if it were something to be shared with others, even though it's actually only for herself and her master. This allows her to more fully satisfy her psychological
needs. I don't require Sister Tian to write a training diary after every session; I only require her
to write when she has the time and the mood. For example, regarding the "cyber gang rape" training mentioned in the previous chapter, Sister Tian
couldn't write during the National Day holiday, so I didn't insist she do.
It's also important to clarify that while Sister Tian's training diary is only for herself and her master, her
purpose in writing it is to fully experience psychological satisfaction during the writing process
. Therefore, she writes it as if it were something to be shared with others. Initially, Sister Tian didn't clearly realize that writing her training diary
as if it were something to be shared with others better satisfied her psychological needs. Later, she clearly noticed
this and began to explicitly ask me to supervise her writing in this way. The training diaries written by Sister Tian that I posted earlier
all have clear dates, which those who read carefully should have noticed.
I asked Sister Tian to write training diaries; ostensibly, it was my request—a form of training—but
actually, it was because Sister Tian enjoyed doing it, and I even had to help her improve her writing. After reading the
training diaries Sister Tian sent me, I still had to do the work of a teacher correcting a student's essay. Those who read carefully should also have
noticed that Sister Tian's writing in her training diaries gets better and better as they progress.
Therefore, as mentioned many times in previous chapters, the Master is actually serving the seductress. It
's fortunate to recognize a good seductress, but maintaining a good relationship with her is a very difficult task.
The diary entries from Sister Tian posted in this chapter were written last winter. At that time, Sister Tian and I had already started a
real-life SM relationship, but because Sister Tian hadn't done much real-life training before, and
the frequency of our real-life training was also very low, she was still in the process of adapting from the online to the real world. The actual training during this period wasn't
particularly noteworthy; it was basically a middle-aged woman having sex with a young man. However,
the excerpts from Sister Tian's training diaries written during this time are still worth reading.
In these diaries, Sister Tian recounts
the new understanding and perspectives she gained about her long-standing SM preferences as she transitioned from online to real-life SM
. There's no explicit content, but it's still quite engaging to read, especially if you're looking for a mature woman to
seduce.
Sister Tian sent me the diaries via QQ email, with clear dates.
Since the year is last year, I've simplified it to month and day. The titles at the end of the diaries were added by me based on the content
for easier reading. Additionally, some parts involve personal privacy, so I've slightly
edited and deleted some sections, but overall, it retains the original text of Sister Tian's diaries.
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Feeling bored at home and wanting to be "disciplined," I sent my master a long, rambling text message, subtly implying
I wanted to be "disciplined." Unfortunately, my master was busy with important matters. Actually, it wasn't my master's fault; I'm a lazy
, unemployed person with no concept of days of the week, and I forgot it was Monday, and in the morning, so my master was obviously
unavailable. Thankfully, my master never ignores me. He immediately found a suitable place to talk and called
, giving me a "discipline" instruction that I found very satisfying.
After the call, I felt nervous, excited, ashamed, and touched, with excitement probably being
the dominant feeling. Sigh, I'm becoming more and more depraved these days. I
still haven't decided whether to fully accept being my master's slave in reality, but as my master says, I can't stand not being disciplined every three days
.
My master's instructions were to take out all the vibrators, examine them carefully one by one,
and then, based on the differences between each vibrator, stimulate the corresponding sensitive areas of my body. While
satisfying my desires, I was to summarize how to use them better based on my personal experience. I now have several
vibrators.
I initially thought there were only a few, but after finding and counting them all, I discovered there were actually eleven! I don't know their official names or what they're called; I can only 　　describe them
based on my own feelings .

Two are double-headed, and they are exactly the same, each with two vibrating eggs, one long and
one round, and both have a battery compartment. I'm quite proficient with these two double-headed vibrating eggs.
The long one is inserted into the vagina, oh, and as my master instructed, it should be called the vagina
. The round one is for stimulating the clitoris. I really like using these two vibrating eggs. The long one is about the size of a man's penis,
and it vibrates. It feels very comfortable when inserted into the vagina, and at the same time, using the round one to stimulate the clitoris, I can quickly reach
orgasm. Of course, I have to thank my master for training me well. Actually, I bought this kind of double-headed vibrating egg several years ago and
used it with my husband, but he didn't know how to use it, and neither did I. It didn't feel good at all, and I only used it twice
.
The three are wireless vibrating eggs. These three are slightly different in size, shape, and color, but the basic structure is
the same. They all have batteries inserted inside the vibrating egg and a remote control switch. I also really like these three remote-controlled vibrators
because they can all be discreetly inserted into my vagina, allowing me to take them outdoors for stimulation. However
, because the batteries are installed inside the vibrators, and due to their size, they use button batteries, the
vibrations aren't very strong. Compared to those with battery compartments, they're not as strong, making it difficult to directly stimulate an orgasm. They mainly provide
psychological stimulation, but that's enough. I really enjoy being ordered by my master to insert the remote-controlled vibrators and go outdoors,
but with the layers of clothing I wear in winter, it's inconvenient, so I haven't done it in a long time.
The other two are anal vibrators—I don't know their official name, it's just a random name I made up. They're about the size and shape of
jujubes, also battery-operated, and are for inserting into the back—or rather, the anus.
I really like these two anal vibrators, but I'm also very afraid of them because they're for inserting into the anus and are
battery-operated, producing very strong vibrations. Recently, my master has been focusing on developing my anus, frequently using
these two anal vibrators, so I both fear and like them. Actually, my anus has been developed
for over ten years, with experience in anal sex. The first time was with a man other than my husband, but my master doesn't just
want to anally penetrate me; he wants to torture my anus, so he wants to continue developing it. Oh, I… okay,
I won't delete it now. For me, I can face these things directly now.
The two are nipple vibrators, I don't know their official name, it's just a name I made up. Actually, there are two pairs of
vibrators, four in total, each connected to a small clip that clips onto the nipple to stimulate it.
To be honest, I don't really like using these two pairs of nipple vibrators. I can't really explain why, but the feeling
isn't very good. I prefer being touched by someone, of course, a man, and even better, my master. Touching and kneading my breasts
, even pinching or biting my nipples, feels very exciting. But having two small clips on my breasts, especially
vibrating ones, doesn't feel very comfortable, nor does it provide much excitement. Thankfully, my owner was understanding and knew
I didn't like using these two pairs of nipple vibrators, so she didn't let me use them much.
One was a massage vibrator—I don't know its official name, it's just a name I made up. Its shape, size
, and style are very similar to an eye bag massager; it's used to vibrate and stimulate sensitive areas.
I really like using this massage vibrator, especially for stimulating my breasts. I place the vibrating end at the base of my breast,
and I can feel the entire breast vibrating with just the right amount of pressure—it feels very comfortable. Also,
because it resembles an eye bag massager, I don't need to hide it; I can openly display it
on my dressing table and use it when it's inconvenient. Ah, I'm really… completely addicted to these things now
.
The other was a massage ball vibrator—I don't know its official name either, it's just a name I made up. Its shape and size
are like a soft ball, and it's used to be held between my legs to stimulate the very sensitive
inner thighs. I can hold it and twist my thighs. I really like this vibrating ball, not just because it
was bought for me by my master, but also because it's so fun and unique to use, especially when I'm masturbating. Oh, I forgot
my master's request—or rather, my pussy—to slap me once and then clamp this vibrating ball tightly between my legs.
It makes me even more excited.
Good heavens, it seems I've really become a slut; I now have eleven vibrating balls, the only SM tool I own
. I took them all out and counted them—there were eleven in total! I felt so ashamed, not just because
I'd only just discovered it, and that I'd unknowingly accumulated so many vibrators, but mainly because looking at all those vibrators and remembering
the instructions my master had given me, I couldn't wait to try them all out…
December 8th, masturbating with multiple vibrators
(Since it was winter and I was staying home with plenty of time, this diary entry is quite long. For easier
reading, I've removed the rambling section and divided it into three parts with titles.)
…I originally wanted to be completely naked, but even with the heating on, it wasn't hot enough. Turning on the air conditioner for warmth didn't feel good either. Luckily,
I was wearing nothing underneath, just a set of tight-fitting thermal underwear.
I admired myself in the mirror for a while, thinking that although I wasn't completely naked, wearing a set of tight-fitting thermal underwear in winter,
with nothing underneath, the two faintly visible nipples and the clearly constricted triangle area below felt
very comfortable and alluring. I couldn't help but strike a few seductive poses, took some photos with my phone, and
sent them to my master. Because he was busy, I didn't send them to his phone, but to his QQ
.
Sending selfies to my master is now something I do whenever I feel like it. Although I haven't officially
accepted him as my master's seductress, I trust him enough. When I feel alluring and seductive,
I can't help but take pictures and send them to him. "A woman dresses up for her lover," and I've truly
understood the meaning of this saying since I turned forty. Therefore, I don't just send them to my master; for example,
I also show the selfies I took today to my husband, even though he's gone now, and I don't feel like looking at them closely.
I put on the eleven vibrators in front of me, bent over on the bed, and pulled my thermal underwear down
to my buttocks because my master was focusing on developing my anus! I kept forgetting my master's requirements...
With a hint, I first turned on an anal vibrator and inserted it into my anus. Ah,
the jujube-sized anal vibrator immediately started vibrating inside my anus! I groaned
—no, not groaned, but immediately screamed lewdly.
I picked up a double-headed vibrator and inserted the long, thin one into my vagina! Ah, with
vibrating vibrators in both my vagina and anus, I screamed even louder. Luckily, no one was home;
the double windows were tightly closed in winter. But with my husband away, doing such
shameful things alone in broad daylight, and screaming so lewdly, it was utterly shameful…
At first, I didn't use the round one of the double-headed vibrators to stimulate my clitoris. Because
if I did, I might orgasm very quickly, and although I love orgasms,
I didn't want to reach one too soon while being trained. This is essentially masturbation, but masturbating under the master's command is like
being trained by the master, so I must actively follow the order of the master's training.
Maintaining the prone position, I loudly and lewdly moaned, motionless, eyes closed, silently savoring the sensation
. I persisted for a long time until I finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed onto the bed. Ah, this feeling
is simply too wonderful; I don't know how to describe it. It's like flying in the air, trying to fly and
fly, and then finally unable to hold on, falling from the sky, but landing on a soft pile of cotton.
I rolled over and lay on my back on the bed, my body covered in sweat. I couldn't help but take off my lower body, lifting my
tight-fitting underwear to reveal my breasts, and lay on my back. I really don't like the nipple vibrator; even
when the master is training me, he won't force me to use it, so I didn't use it. I picked up the vibrating dildo and
stimulated the base of my nipples, moving it back and forth between my breasts, making them vibrate. Of course, with my other
hand, I didn't forget to pick up the round vibrating egg and place it on my clitoris.
I quickly reached my first orgasm, but immediately continued… What happened after that, because I was in
a state of sustained arousal, I can't remember, I really can't write it down,
I don't even remember how many orgasms I had. Ah, I've become so lewd now, one orgasm isn't enough…
But what normal middle-aged woman doesn't like multiple orgasms? So, this doesn't mean I've become
too lewd!
Recollections of masturbating in bed on December 8th
(Part 3 of Sister Tian's long diary entry).
I had several orgasms in a row until I was completely exhausted, then I stopped and discovered that I
was completely naked without even realizing it, and I didn't even feel cold. I took the vibrating egg out of my vagina and anus, and pulled the blanket over myself
. After resting in bed for a while, I couldn't help but want another orgasm. Maybe it's because I
used to masturbate in bed during the winter, so lying in the warm blankets made
me want to masturbate to orgasm again. Ah, of course, it's mostly because I've become increasingly lewd.
One double-headed vibrator had been used for a long time, and the battery was almost dead; luckily, I had two spares
. I took the other double-headed vibrator, inserted the long one down there—ah, I forgot my owner's request again, it was
to stimulate my vulva, so I slapped myself once. Then I picked up the round vibrator, and then the massage ball vibrator, clamping it between my
legs, stimulating my very sensitive inner thighs. I set the vibrator to a very low setting, holding the round ball
vibrator in one hand, gently stimulating my clitoris, while the other hand caressed my breasts, quietly masturbating in bed.
Hiding under the covers, quietly masturbating, I couldn't help but recall my teenage years
, when I was still a naive girl, masturbating under the covers.
Back then, our family was poor; we slept on a kang (heated brick bed), and the three of us—my brother, sister, and I—
shared one kang. Every winter, I slept alone under the covers. My brother and sister took good care of me. In winter,
my brother slept at the end of the kang, my sister in the middle, and I at the head. Later, my brother went to university, leaving only my sister and me.
It was my sister who taught me how to masturbate. I learned by secretly watching her. My sister was a
rebellious teenager then; my parents didn't like her much. When she masturbated, she would call out
the name of a bad boy she had a crush on. I was much more obedient than my sister; I only dared to masturbate secretly under the covers, and only after she fell asleep
. But later, my older sister got into university, while I, a well-behaved child since childhood,
didn't even get into high school. And now, I've become so promiscuous…
While masturbating, I reminisced about the past. Thinking about not getting into university like my sister, my thoughts
jumped to memories of dating after I went to that third-rate vocational school. Actually, I've always been like this; I like to
reminisce about the past, but when I think of things that make me feel bad, I immediately choose to avoid them.
My first boyfriend was great in every way, especially handsome, but now I
understand that when he dated me, he just wanted to have sex with me. In words I can now say,
he just wanted to fuck me. He often took me to his house during the day, just to fuck me. He would push me onto the bed and
fuck me the way he liked, and after that, he would hold me and sleep, and when I woke up, he would continue fucking me until his parents
were about to come home from work. Most of the time we were together was spent fucking each other. Once he got
tired of me, he would dump me and find a new girlfriend. Thinking about it now, it's kind of funny. He
always slept with me in his parents' bed because it's a double bed, and the condoms he used
were his parents' too. I ran into him about six months ago and found he was doing pretty badly. Sigh, actually, I'd already figured it out; he was bound to fail, because women aren't 　　so easily fooled
as they get older … 　　Then I remembered something I wanted to avoid, and my thoughts jumped back to that lover I had a few years ago. 　　My husband's sexual performance declined, and by chance, I found a lover. I didn't really have any 　　feelings for him; I just enjoyed having sex with him. Hey, why pretend now? I just enjoyed fucking him, right 　　? Because he's very strong, and his penis is huge. My husband's penis is already big, and my master's penis is…

It was big, but not as big as his. It was so big that I was both scared and attracted to it. Unfortunately, besides his big penis, he wasn't very good at
sex. He would just hold me and crawl under the covers, then fuck me on top of me. Actually, I didn't want to break up with him. Sigh,
it's all his fault for overthinking. I just like having sex with him, but he treats me like his wife, but not
with affection, but with harshness…
I recalled the place I wanted to avoid, and my thoughts jumped again, this time to Xiaolan.
Xiaolan tells me everything, saying she's had several lovers, but because she's special in bed, some
even think she's a sexual pervert, and none of them lasted. Sigh, Xiaolan is really tragic. Her husband is impotent
, but she's been influenced by him and doesn't like sex. She needs to find lovers, and she has the courage to do so, but
none of them last. Actually, the best thing for Xiaolan is to be a seductress and find a master, but I've thought about it many times and
haven't dared to bring her into the SM world. The SM community is too chaotic. Someone as naive and honest as Xiaolan
would definitely be scammed out of money and sexually exploited if she entered it. In the SM community, the only person I can trust is my master, but I can't share anything with her
because she's my best friend…
(Regarding Sister Tian's best friend, Sister Lan, her unusual sexual preferences are
detailed in Sister Tian's diary in previous chapters.)
Sigh, I've recalled things I want to avoid again. My thoughts have jumped back to that point, but thankfully this time they didn't jump too far…
Maybe it's because I've had several orgasms before, or maybe it's because I'm recalling past events, or more likely it's because I don't want to
reach orgasm too quickly. Anyway, this time I masturbated for a long time before reaching another orgasm, and then I
drifted off to sleep, though not for very long. Because I'm afraid my husband will come home, one or two vibrators would
n't be a problem if he saw them, but I already have eleven, so of course I can't let him see them.
December 9th, New Understanding of Vibrating Eggs
Yesterday, following my master's orders, I took out all eleven vibrating eggs and used almost all of them, masturbating to
orgasm several times. Afterwards, as requested by my master, I carefully studied all the vibrating eggs and gained a more comprehensive
new understanding, two new insights, and discovered a problem. I was quite excited and originally
planned to write it down that night to report my understanding and insights to my master and ask for his help in solving the problem. However,
XX dragged me to play mahjong, and I didn't get back until almost midnight, so I had to write it today.
Vibrating eggs have two stimulation methods: insertion and vibration. Of course, my understanding is probably
incomplete. My more comprehensive understanding of vibrating eggs yesterday was the two stimulation methods. I
actually knew this before, but I hadn't thought about it very clearly.
My master said that vibrating eggs are the most commonly used SM tools, belonging to the category of sex toys. Most women who have been playing SM for a long time
are not very sensitive to vibrating eggs. Yesterday, I experienced firsthand what my master said,
and it became one of my two new insights.
Having used many vibrating SM tools, especially AV vibrators, I
'm no longer very sensitive to them. I can still use a vibrator to reach multiple orgasms because it
's much, much stronger than fingers, which don't vibrate at all. But compared to an AV vibrator,
it's far inferior. Not only is the stimulation less intense, but the contact area is much smaller, making it
less comfortable.
My master mentioned during real-life training that I now prefer being inserted with larger tools.
Yesterday, I also experienced firsthand what my master said, and it became another of my two new insights.
As a woman in her forties who has been married for 20 years, of course I like—oh, I forgot my master
's request—to slap my vagina once, to feel my vagina being filled. I
've had anal sex for over ten years, and although I say I'm afraid, I actually really enjoy it, so of course, I also like
the feeling of my anus being filled! Compared to my desire to be filled, even a long, thin vibrating egg doesn't feel big enough for me
.
I've gained a more comprehensive understanding of vibrating eggs and have two new insights. Essentially
, the vibration stimulation from a vibrating egg isn't strong enough, and the insertion sensation isn't satisfying enough.
Based on this, I've discovered a problem: the two aspects of stimulation from a vibrating egg are
no longer sufficient for me. What kind of tool should I use to achieve both the two aspects of stimulation that a vibrating egg can provide
, and also achieve sufficient satisfaction in both aspects?
Sigh, my writing skills are still poor; I can only express it concretely. For example,
when I secretly insert a vibrating egg outdoors, it's easy to hide, and I can still feel the vibration stimulation—the tension, shame, and excitement—
I really like this feeling. But now, the vibration stimulation from a vibrating egg, and the insertion sensation, are both insufficient for me.
However, a massage stick has strong vibration stimulation, so I can't wear it around. A dildo provides a
full and satisfying sensation, but it's not very convenient to carry around, and it doesn't provide enough sensual pleasure. So, is there
a suitable tool that can satisfy the need for sufficient vibration and insertion stimulation, and preferably also provide some erotic pleasure?
Ah, the last problem I can think of can only be solved by my master. It's
quite an achievement that I've been able to think of so much and write it down clearly, at least I think it's well-organized
.
I'm very grateful to my master for being able to think of so much and write it down. Without my master's patient
guidance on how to write for so long, even if I could think of these things, I wouldn't be able to express them clearly. Sigh, if I
had met my master earlier, maybe I could have gone to university like my sister, or at least not failed high school
.
Hahaha... I couldn't help but laugh as I wrote this. When I was preparing for my high school entrance exams, my master
wasn't even in school yet...
December 12th: Went to a sex shop to buy a butterfly vibrating whip
. (What Sister Tian was thinking about, and why I asked her to buy a butterfly vibrating
whip, was clearly explained in the previous diary entry. Since this diary is published continuously, I've omitted the earlier
parts.)
...I thought the problem I had come up with would be difficult, but it didn't stump my master.
Instead, my master gave me a solution, but also assigned me a very shameful task: to go to the sex shop I frequented, to find the
owner, whom I knew well, and buy a butterfly vibrating whip.
My master had told me the name; I hadn't seen a butterfly vibrating whip in person, but just from the name,
it must be something very shameful. I was already quite familiar with the owner, but precisely because of that,
buying this kind of thing again made me feel even more ashamed. Fortunately, the little earpiece was broken, so I didn't have to
be listened to by my master anymore, which made things a little easier.
(In the diary entry below written by Sister Tian, the name of the sex shop owner was mentioned. Due to privacy
concerns, I've just given her a nickname, which I've changed to Li.)
...Li is actually a few years younger than me, not even forty yet, but she's divorced and raising her child alone,
and she also has to give money to her parents who help take care of the child. Running a sex shop is very hard work, mainly because she has to stay up all night every day.
She looks older than me, but she doesn't look that old. Seeing that I had arrived, Li greeted me warmly.
Because her hands had bad skin, I specially brought her a bottle of hand cream. She was very grateful and temporarily closed the shop
, leading me into a small back room.
I've bought things from Li more than ten times, always lying that I bought them for my husband and me. Actually, it wasn't entirely a lie;
some of the SM tools I bought had indeed been used by my husband and me. After chatting with Li for a while, I felt less
ashamed than when I first entered the shop, because she was in this kind of business, and we were already quite familiar with each other. But I still blushed
and lowered my head, asking her if she had butterfly vibrating whips.
Li smiled knowingly at me, went out of the back room to the outside shop, and brought back two in different colors. It was
the first time I had ever seen a butterfly vibrating whip in person. It was indeed a very special thing, but I didn't feel
too ashamed because I hadn't expected it to be so pretty.
I couldn't really describe what it looked like, since I'd just seen this kind of thing before. Although the owner kept teaching me how to describe objects,
I disappointed him greatly.
(The butterfly vibrating whip—there are pictures online, so I
won't add them here. If you haven't seen it, search for it yourself.)
Because I said I was going to use it with my husband, Li was clearly puzzled as to why I wanted to buy such a thing. It's obviously
rare for couples to use this. Seeing her strange look, I felt guilty and
ashamed. Fortunately, Li was in the business of selling these things, and she probably already knew I wasn't actually going
to use it with my husband. She didn't press me, and just like before when I bought it, she explained in detail how to use
it. It seemed few people bought this kind of thing; she didn't really understand either. The instructions were
in traditional Chinese characters, so she was just reading them aloud, but her literacy level wasn't high, and she read them haltingly.
Perhaps influenced by my naughty owner, I've become a bit naughty myself. Li had personally demonstrated to me
how to use some of the more unusual tools before. Seeing her take a butterfly vibrating whip out of the box, with
two lace elastic bands—it seemed like it could be worn on the lower body—I felt incredibly ashamed, but involuntarily
asked her if she could demonstrate it for me.
Li runs this kind of business, and she seemed quite intrigued herself. She told me she was going out to the inner room,
temporarily hanging a "Temporarily Out" sign on the shop door. She returned, closed the door, sat on the bed
, took off her boots and pantyhose, leaving only her underwear, picked up a butterfly vibrating whip, and demonstrated how
to put it on. It was easy to put on, but she didn't insert the dildo or the anal
plug; she just demonstrated it for me, without putting in the batteries
because it was a bit cold in the room, and then took it off.
Perhaps influenced by my mischievous owner, I couldn't help but be a little mischievous myself, though only to this
extent, as I was still quite shy. However, this made me feel much more relaxed, and I quickly explained to Li that
I had seen this kind of thing online and thought it was quite novel. I was going to give her a bottle of hand cream anyway, so I drove
to her shop and asked if she had it. I hadn't dared to say this earlier because I hadn't seen
what a butterfly vibrating whip looked like.
Li, having put on her cotton stockings, sat on the edge of the bed, wearing her boots, and said that she had stocked two of these,
but no one had bought them for quite a while. Even if someone did buy them, it was probably online. She then sighed and said that
this business was getting harder and harder; most people bought sex toys online, and there were even unmanned
sex toy stores. She sighed again and said that after the New Year, she would see if there was anything else suitable and then quit this
business.
I felt sorry for Li, so I bought two butterfly vibrating whips. Li said she wouldn't be able to sell them anyway, and
she was selling them to me at cost price. I accepted her kindness but insisted on keeping the change, so I had 30 yuan extra.
It was cold and there weren't many people around. Later, Li and I sat in the small inner room and started chatting. I put
the two butterfly vibrating whips in my bag, and I didn't feel too ashamed anymore. I didn't want to be influenced by my owner's bad habits, so
I couldn't help but get up again. I couldn't help but want to subtly ask Li if she was also a seductress.
(The following content mainly consists of casual conversations between women. At the end, Sister Tian indirectly inquired and learned that
the owner of the sex shop, Sister Li, wasn't a seductress, but simply a very straightforward and open-minded person. Therefore, the following
content will be deleted.)
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After posting Sister Tian's adjustment diary, at the end of this chapter, I'd like to respond to the attention from many readers,
as a form of interaction.
Because I posted a training recording in a previous chapter, many readers sent private messages and comments, and some even
added me on QQ through various channels, asking many questions, mainly about whether
the content in this series was based on real experiences. Actually, I thought of posting the training recording on the spur of the moment; I didn't
intentionally try to gain clicks, since clicks don't pay. I didn't expect it to attract so many...
Since the attention from fellow enthusiasts has essentially created an interactive element, let's
address this interest directly with a small interactive activity.
The format is simple: at the end of this chapter, write down what you want my character, Mei, to say in the comments
. I'll then have her record what you want her to say and send it to you. I wrote the article, and whether it's
true or not, I can't say for sure; let my character say it. It
's already clearly stated in the text that my mature woman, Mei, also known as Sister Tian in the story, has a strong
sexual fantasy of being gang-raped. So, if you want her to say something, make gang-rape the theme. Men also
have desires for gang rape, so write down the most exciting part you find in this regard and have her say it and
record it. Your writing should be
detailed enough for my mature woman to say and record. If you only make a simple request, she won't say what you want her to say.
By the way, please don't use overly explicit language. When my mature female companion is recording, she needs to speak
aloud, right? I can't write it down in a way that makes her speechless, right?
Is that clear enough? Even if we're just ordinary folks, we should be cultured ones. It's about a fun little
interaction. If I'm too explicit, it loses its charm, doesn't it?
These days, many people online are just... indescribable. They'll wait for something readily available if it requires a little effort
. For example, many people say they're not high enough level to download recordings and ask me to send them directly.
Well, leveling up from level 1 to level 2 (which allows downloading recordings) is incredibly easy.
The time it takes to send a private message requesting a recording is enough to reach the downloadable level.
So, I'm not trying to post recordings to earn clicks. Regarding the little interaction I mentioned, this time,
whoever participates gets to hear the recording. Let me make this clear beforehand: if you don't participate and can't hear the recording,
don't blame me, and don't keep asking for it.
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